Gotta
Gotta gettaway
Gotta
Gotta gettawayYou know there ain't no street like home
To make you feel so all alone
Too many folk to tell you what to do
But they don't speak the same language as youThey want to have me here
Have me and hold me near
Hold me down, fasten and tie
But the cars are all flashing me
Bright lights are passing me
I feel life passing me byThe fuss is buzzing in my head
Father argued and my mother begged
It's not their words ain't tugging me
Gotta stretch them, break them, get myself freeThey wanna have me here
Have me and hold me near
Hold me down, fasten and tie
But the cars are all flashing me
Bright lights are passing me
I feel life passing me byGotta
Gotta gettaway
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Gotta gettawayGotta
Gotta gettaway
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Gotta gettawayGotta
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Gotta gettawayGotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)
Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)
Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)
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Gotta gettaway (help me get away)Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)
Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)Gotta
Gotta gettaway (help me get away)
Songwriters
JAKE BURNS, GORDON OGILVIEPublished by
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